Why I Am Still Alive?

My life has been a lattice work of rollercoasters. I have been through both the good and the bad.
I have died so many times from the discouragement and failures I have encountered. Yet, I am still alive. It may take more than only 500 words to express the experiences I had and those who regenerated me. However, my most influential contributor is pointed to you.
You may not have noticed or understood the impact you had on me and may never be able to for the actions you have taken are drenched with more than just the fundamental heroism and love, but I hope my efforts will bring a smile to your face.
I never had a moment in my life where I believed in the outcome you achieved, but you did it.
You brought my writing to light and unveiled the extraordinary quests and journeys of our
I had only just moved from a smaller town where much of the opportunities were not present, but you opened those doors and bestowed me the strongest people to help me through the toughest occurrences. You jump around the classroom, sing outdated songs, and forget like nobody else and though most students, teachers, and janitors who pass your classroom may see you as a maniac who had too much caffeine, your bounteous endearment for your scholars remains. Where some days I felt left out from the clothes and items others brought forth to society, you demonstrated how underneath the objects and cosmetics we layer ourselves with, we all bleed red. Where some days I had difficulties gaining friends, you indicated how we can, with an open mind, become closest with the most surprising people. Where some days I felt disheartened and intimidated, you presented to us Martin Luther King Jr., Michael Jordan, and Albert Einstein.
While many teachers and acquainted adults continue to notice nothing more than a child who